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Cobble Hill’s Joya opened this Park Slope spinoff in early 2005, naming it after the Thai word for “two.” Like its predecessor, Song keeps the décor spare: a concrete floor, plain black furnishings, and sand-blasted brick walls. That’s pretty much it. This minimalist chic (plus low prices) make it attractive to youngish locals—even families—who are drawn like moths to the flames leaping from the seven huge woks in the open kitchen. While the occasional seafood platter from the pan-Thai menu tends toward too salty, most standbys—like the house mango salad and the familiar pad Thai—are reliable. A few entrees, such as massaman beef or chicken curry, are exceptional. Unlike other neighborhood restaurants, Song doesn’t fade as the night grows dark. The place stays packed and noisy late into the evening thanks in part to the D.J. spinning at the turntables and an ample bar at the entrance to ease any wait. — Laurel Fantauzzo

Reservations accepted for parties of six or more.

Kang masaman, $7.95; Joya mango salad, $4.95; pad Thai, $6.95